The drizzle was hazy, bringing tranquility and a clear chill to Chang'an.
The imperial palace was not too close to the places where the commoners gathered, hence the flying carriage still needed to travel for a while.
And at this time, inside the flying carriage!
The atmosphere was incredibly tense!
The Empress bit her lips hard, her cheeks flushed as she looked at the Demon Lord, who wore a half-smile. She felt angry and shy, but above all, she felt helpless.
She had intended to use the Formation and the Soul Locking Chains in the maple forest to control the demon lord.
And since he already knew about these, he thus wanted to give her a taste of hardship.
The two regarded it as a fair exchange, owing nothing to each other.
But, did she really have to massage the demon lord with that embarrassingly intimate part of herself?
Wouldn't she then become entirely the Demon Lord's woman, a plaything for his wanton pleasure?
